So what if Damian was watching Bluey? He is still a very competent nine-and-a-half-year-old, thank you very much.

To you, it’s perfectly normal. Cute, even.

To him? You’ve got blackmail on him now, and he will not rest with that hanging over his head.

Damian narrowed his eyes at you.

“Sister, you do realize that I must collect significant blackmail on you now to ensure my secret does not get out?” He says.

“Your secret’s safe with me, demon.” You said, more interested in your book than what he was actually saying.

You regret that now.

It’s 3am, you’re tired, and there is a demon-rat child at the foot of your bed.

Jesus Christ.